It puts more focus on delivering a jokes, imitations, zippy repartee, and sight gags than its plot’s familiar machinations.
This manic, loving parody of toy bricks and the pop culture associated with them receives a fittingly overstuffed disc from Warner Home Video.
As funny and batshit insane as the movie often is, the fact that 22 Jump Street knows it’s a tiresome sequel doesn’t save it from being a tiresome sequel.
Appreciation of the film lies, perhaps aptly, in the pieces built on a pillaged foundation.
The generous heaping of extras rightfully focus on the inventive comedic spirit of the film.
The core framework of The Do-Deca-Pentathlon feels a bit too basic and familiar for Mark and Jay Duplass.
Like many almost-great comedies, 21 Jump Street is frontloaded with the best go-for-broke gags and lines.
For all the fuss, it dissolves almost immediately upon contact.
If The Burnt Part Boys is good-natured Wonder bread, then Oliver Parker! is burnt toast that’s been peed on.
The film grounds its story’s food frenzy and hysteria with a heartfelt wonderment.
Like Spider-Man 3, Shrek the Third is an experiment in excess.